Breaking the Delinquent

Chapter 5- Scolding

When I got home I entered my house, going straight to my room and into the bathroom. Turning on the shower, I stripped off my clothes before entering the shower. Before I knew it, I felt hot tears stream down my cheeks.

I had always been an emotional person, but ever since Maddie I have tried everything I could to hide it but look where it got me. I guess I allowed my emotions get the best of me, gradually turning me into a delinquent.

In my life, I have never been betrayed before. 'So this is how it feels' I thought.

Even as I am very emotional, I had never cried as much as this before. Except from Maddie. I guess I was always thinking about Maddie that I forgot about my friends. I forgot how close we all were before Maddie died. I guess the saying 'you never know the importance of something until you lose it' is true. Now I have no friends, and aparently no one to talk to.

Maybe this is what they wanted, for me never talk or interact with any of them in my life. Even if I had the opportunity to I wouldn't ever do.

I Just stayed in the shower crying my eyes out until I fell asleep in the bathtub.

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I stood there as I stared into Will's eyes with tears in mine.

"Please, why are you even doing this" I asked as a single tear escaped my eye.

"I tried buying you enough time but look where your stubbornness has brought you to" he asked, raising his hand which held a g*n it in. He raised the g*n up to my head level. "Any last words Samantha"

Knock......

Knock......

Knock......

I heard in my head, I just shook it off because of the situation at hand.

"Please! must you do this" I asked him.

"Goodbye jade, sleep well" he said as he shot___

Knock......

Knock......

Knock......

"Help!!" I screamed as I sat up straight. I looked at my surroundings, I was still in the bathroom of my house. Thank God.

It must have been a dream. No, a nightmare or as it may be a 'daymare' as it happened during the day.

Knock.....

Knock.....

Knock.....

Someone was banging on the door of the bathroom. It must be mom or dad. Oh, s**t I must have overslept in the bathroom.

I immediately stood up grabbing my towel from it's previous position and wrapping it around my body.

Then I checked my face in the mirror. I wonder why I was doing this but anyway my face was pale, when I mean pale I mean it was as white as my teeth. Okay that was over exaggeration but have you seen me. I looked as if I was acting in a horror movie, if I was then the make-up artist did a good job. My eyes were red and puffy, my cheeks were flushed, and of course my face was pale.

Ignoring the fact that I looked terrible. I walked over to the door of the bathroom, which was presently being banged on. Then I opened it meeting the eyes of my mom.

With just her eyes she shot daggers at me, at the same time passing a message to me with her eyes which held the 'you're so dead' or 'you are in so much trouble' look.

Then she look at me from head to toe in my towel, before walking away. By doing just that she meant 'you have just five minutes to dress and meet me in the lounge'. I quickly went to my closet, got dressed and applied a little make-up to hide my horridly looking face.

After fixing my appearance, I made my way down the stairs and into the lounge to find the angry, waiting faces of my parents.

"Why are you back home so early today" my father asked me immediately he saw me walk in.

Ha you guys sit her with faces like that and ask me why I'm back so early. Do you think I'm an i***t, of course they know why I'm back early.

"I am not having any classes again for the day" I replied as if I did not know what they were doing. I could call it a white lie as I was told never to lie by my mom. Ha, I laugh at the irony 'cause here I am lie to my mom, right in her face. But again I was not telling a lie but a white lie. Remember white lies are part-true and part-false. The part about not having any classes again was true but the reason was not stated.

"Your father and I both received a letter from your school stating that you have been expelled" my mother said interrupting my thoughts.

"Busted" I muttered to myself, Hoping they won't here me.

And they didn't.

"You know you are a Smith and we Smiths don not portrait such prohibited attitude, so I would not tolerate it" he said once again mentioning 'we Smiths don't'.

'It's always we Smiths don't do this, we Smiths don't do that' i thought to myself.

My father continued "Ever since Maddie's death, you have been trying so hard to forget her. You even act tough, when deep down you know you are not" he said, making me roll my eyes.

Getting angry, my father said "You know what, I'm not going to time talking to you. I have already made my decision towards when you get expelled. Anytime soon get ready to go to CLIFFORD ACADEMY" my father deadpanned our conversation before angrily walking out of the lounge.

I didn't really my jaw was slowly moving down until it hit the ground. Seeing the expression on my face my mom decided to console me. "I think your father made the right decision sending you to Clifford academy. Maybe it will change you. It is for your own good" my mother said trying to soothe me. Before copying my dad's previous action, leaving me all alone in the lounge.

I was left lost in my thoughts, to even remember one word my mom just said. Did he just say that I was going to Clifford academy the boarding school for only delinquents.

A delinquent is someone who tends to commit crimes. And that is something I'm not.

I don't want to go to a delinquent school, a boarding school for that matter. I'm not that deep into rebelling to be sent to a place like that. My father was just overreacting, maybe he would change his mind.

When I got to my room I sat on the bed staring into the empty air. I stayed in that position as I listened to the clock on the wall of my bedroom, tick and tock. Every second tick into another second.

From seconds to minutes.

Tick! Tock!

From minutes to hours.

Tick! Tock!

Before I even knew it time flew. My room which was once filled with blinding lights was now replaced with sad darkness. I walked up to the window of my bedroom, looking out of it to see that the sky which was once filled with light was now dark. The sun, long gone. Although I wouldn't say it was dark, but it was. The moon and stars gave their own light. Okay, I know stars don't make 'their own lights', they just steal or put in better words reflect that of the sun.

Who am I kidding, talking all nerdy. In a couple of days now I should be in Clifford.

I covered the window with the curtain, before turning around looking at my room in darkness as the room's source of light was now tempered with. My room was previously lited by the lights from the moon and stars but the star's own were stolen.

I moved from my position luckily navigating through my room in the dark, I reached the toilet successfully. I took my bath and wore my night ware before moving to my bed to my previous position.

'Just sit there and do nothing' I thought. As the dark air, 'could air be dark' I thought again. Anyways, the darkness was more interesting than my life. So I thought 'why not just watch and envy it'.

After having endless staring contest with darkness, I gave up.

My mind was now pre-occupied that the thought of checking my social media accounts didn't even cross my mind. AT ALL.

Like a log of wood, I collapsed onto my bed, immediately falling into a deep sleep.

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A/N: Do you think sending her to a boarding school would help.

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AISIELLA